"Man, 42. WLTM woman to 50 to help harness the disappointment I routinely create in all my relationships. Own tap shoes an advantage. Box no. 3868." London Review of Books editor David Rose returns with more of that journal's brilliantly askew personal ads, placed by literate men and women unhindered by high expectations or blinkered positivism, in this companion volume to They Call Me Naughty Lola. Nonetheless, these surreal, bracingly honest haikus of the heart have in fact produced a handful of marriages, many friendships, and at least one divorce. Hundreds of choice examples appear here, including "Rippling hunk of a guy; washboard stomach, blonde, blue-eyed, not quite 50, WLTM woman with open mind and some experience of hallucinogens. Box no. 4532." "Meet the new face of indoor bowling! More or less the same as the old face, but less facial hair and better teeth. M, 28. Box no. 3377." "This advert is about as close as I come to meaningful interaction with other adults. Woman, 51. Not good at parties but tremendous breasts. Box no. 5436."